Iceland

Maybe if I went up and introduced myself,
my first Icelandic infatuation would reply
"Eg skil ekki."*

That would be rather unfortunate, seeing as
how I've come all this way and to leave without
a kiss would make it all a dreadful waste of my
all.

Sure, the land is awe and the lights spectacular,
but the girls deserve my love as I do theirs,
a foreigner only insofar as our countries are concerned.

She listens to my music and wears my shoes, but her
cold blank stares resound the awful silence that we
could never be together.

So I'll board the plane, kissless and dissatisfied.

*Pronounced (in my Americanized transcription) as "yeargh skeekth ay-kee." It means "I don't understand."